The King's College Magazine, المجلد 2Houlston and Hughes, 1842 |
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... played a solo , and Energy flourished about the little white - washed ruler , batôn hight . In the middle , in the preface , that is , to the first volume , writ at the conclusion of that very immortal demi- work , a new prima donna ...
... played a solo , and Energy flourished about the little white - washed ruler , batôn hight . In the middle , in the preface , that is , to the first volume , writ at the conclusion of that very immortal demi- work , a new prima donna ...
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... played in sport around him . Staying only to inquire after Kate's health , and receiving a satisfactory answer , he joined the rest within the church . The interior of Ellerton church , simple as it was , lost thereby nothing of its ...
... played in sport around him . Staying only to inquire after Kate's health , and receiving a satisfactory answer , he joined the rest within the church . The interior of Ellerton church , simple as it was , lost thereby nothing of its ...
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... greenwood bower , and childhood's play ? Wake , little dreamer , wake from fancy's sleep ; Why not for darker years those shadowy pleasures keep ? N.E. THE MAIDEN'S BLUSH . WITHIN a bower of roses , 18 LINES ON A CHILD MUSING .
... greenwood bower , and childhood's play ? Wake , little dreamer , wake from fancy's sleep ; Why not for darker years those shadowy pleasures keep ? N.E. THE MAIDEN'S BLUSH . WITHIN a bower of roses , 18 LINES ON A CHILD MUSING .
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... play ; Oh how I love to sit within my bower , And watch the beauty of the twilight hour . For then I think on happy days long past , And memory o'er their ashes heaves a sigh- Those happy days , alas ! too bright to last , Nor truly ...
... play ; Oh how I love to sit within my bower , And watch the beauty of the twilight hour . For then I think on happy days long past , And memory o'er their ashes heaves a sigh- Those happy days , alas ! too bright to last , Nor truly ...
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... Play . Enter PROMETHEUS , guarded by KRATOS , BIA , and VULCAN . KRATOS . Earth's farthest confines have our steps attained , To Scythian wilds untenanted by man . Vulcan , ' tis thine thy sire's command t'obey ; To these precipitous o ...
... Play . Enter PROMETHEUS , guarded by KRATOS , BIA , and VULCAN . KRATOS . Earth's farthest confines have our steps attained , To Scythian wilds untenanted by man . Vulcan , ' tis thine thy sire's command t'obey ; To these precipitous o ...
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الصفحة 194 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
الصفحة 481 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
الصفحة 255 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
الصفحة 303 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
الصفحة 305 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
الصفحة 193 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
الصفحة 232 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
الصفحة 302 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!
الصفحة 429 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
الصفحة 301 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more ! to all the house : Glamis hath murdered sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more .